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girl had gone. Then he waved at someone coming towards him.
Hmm, he’s cute-looking, I thought as I watched
. At
first I thought the girl was returning but, when I looked closer, I saw that it was a different girl. This one had long titian-coloured hair. Her face lit up when she got closer to the boy, who was
also grinning at her. They put their arms around each other and went for a passionate snog.
    When they pulled back, he took her by the hand to go inside his house. I noticed that he checked the road again and, I couldn’t help it, I leant forward to see if girl number one might be
returning. My movement must have caught the boy’s eye because he suddenly glanced up at the window. I quickly drew back and hoped he hadn’t seen me. When I peeked back, seconds later,
there was no sign of him or the girl.
Hmm, interesting
, I thought.
He might be cute but he’s clearly a love rat and two-timing those girls
.
    I went back to looking at the landscape in front of me. In London, we had a stunning view of trees and the river Thames winding its way towards London. Here, the land was flat, a row of
semi-detached houses opposite. I vaguely remembered from visits when I was little that Bath had hills around it.
Maybe that was somewhere else
, I told myself. My main memory of here when I
was small was of playing in a park with swings and slides, but it was so long ago I can’t remember too much about that either apart from the fact that Tasmin was sweet back then.
    An ambulance raced by, sirens blaring. Mum had said something about Aunt Karen’s house being near the hospital so that must be where it was headed. I turned away from the window, went and
lay on my bed and looked around Tasmin’s room.
How have I landed here?
I asked myself as I took in the scarves hanging on the wardrobe handle, the make-up, nail polish and hair
straighteners cluttering the space in front of the mirror on the chest of drawers.
This is so clearly someone else’s room, someone I don’t know that well any more. I don’t
belong here. No wonder Tasmin stomped out.
    I got up, unpacked a few things and looked for somewhere to put them. There didn’t seem to be any room anywhere so I put them back in my case and shoved it at the bottom of the bed.
    A moment later, Mum came up and sat opposite me on Tasmin’s bed. ‘You OK?’
    ‘She hates me,’ I said.
    ‘No she doesn’t. She’s a headstrong girl, always was, and if you see it from her point of view, she’s just lost her privacy.’
    I indicated the room with my hands. ‘Duh.’
    ‘I know, you have too.’ She looked around the room and sighed. ‘We won’t be here long, I promise you that. I mean, it’s a perfectly nice house and everything . .
.’
    ‘But not what we’re used to,’ I finished for her. ‘Let’s run away and get a room in a five-star hotel. There must be loads in Bath.’
    ‘There are a few,’ Mum replied, then she smiled wickedly. ‘It’s very tempting isn’t it? And to think, only a few months ago, we’d have booked in without
batting an eyelid.’
    ‘I feel like we’ve landed in a parallel universe,’ I said.
    ‘I know. We have, my love, we have,’ said Mum.
    Dad and Uncle Mike had arrived back at eight with flushed red cheeks and reeking of beer. They were both snoring on the sofa half an hour later, much to the amusement of Jake,
Joe and Simon. Jake tried to put a piece of rolled-up paper up his dad’s nose until Aunt Karen saw what he was doing and told him to leave him alone.
    Tasmin didn’t come home at all.
    ‘Having a sleepover with a friend,’ Aunt Karen explained as she made us all hot chocolates later that night before bed.
    Can’t say I blame her
, I thought as I manoeuvred into a corner of the sofa next to Simon and Jake. I might have done the same if some alien had landed in the corner of my
bedroom.
    Later, I checked my Facebook page and there were loads of messages from friends back in London, wishing me luck and telling me